, wonderful and free of pop-ups! "Is it fun?"
In the darkness, she asked him with a low smile, her breath completely messed up.
He gasped and nodded.
She couldn't help but giggle.
This child lacks milk but has calcium!
"Stop touching me, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." She teased him again.
He pressed his body closer to her so that she could feel something.
"I can't stand it anymore..." he whispered.
There was a hint of forbearance in his voice.
She didn't dare to move, for fear that he would miss his gun and go off.
"What should we do?" she asked.
After a slight hesitation, she asked in a low voice: "How about... I help you?"
"That's what I've been waiting for!"
He chuckled, hugged her, and quickly walked towards the bed over there in the dark...
Dark is a protective color.
It will make people feel cautious and embarrassed during the day, all disappearing into nothing.
It’s easier to let go of things you don’t dare to try.
Dark, with a sense of mystery.
It also stimulates the animalistic side deep within human bones and blood.
Follow your instincts and do what you want.
Her little hands were busy under him.
In my mind, I recalled those small island country movies I had watched before.
Somehow, the heroine's tricks were used on Luo Fengtang.
He lay there, his hands behind his head.
In the darkness, he felt the unexpected surprises she brought him, and he couldn't help but hum a few times with excitement.
He was so surprised.
Unexpectedly, Qing'er has such a unique skill?
What a treasure!
After some extreme pleasure, he was finally released.
That kind of huge physical and psychological satisfaction made him feel that all the fatigue he had felt for the past few days disappeared in this moment.
"Is it better?"
In the darkness, she gently wiped the corners of her sore mouth with a handkerchief and asked him softly.
He sighed, stretched out a hand, and gently rubbed her waist, which was less than a grasp.
"It's better," he said.
"This is the first time in my life that I have had such an easy time."
"Pfft..."
She couldn't help but laugh again.
"What you said is so dirty," she said.
He smiled, his big hands following her waist and stroking her smooth thighs.
"Qing'er..."
"Um?"
"I want to drain the water quickly, build our new house sooner, and get married sooner!" he said.
"Well, when the water recedes, we will continue to build the house. Once it is built, we will get married," she said.
"Okay." He nodded.
His big hand moved along her thigh.
"When we get married, I will make it as easy for you as I am..."
As he spoke, his fingers touched a sensitive area of hers.
She gasped, and a strange feeling surged through her body like electricity.
And he, the energy he had just released, reacted in an instant.
"You bad guy!"
She scolded him, slapped his big hand away, and quickly got off him.
"Go back to the house and go to sleep, don't mess around with me anymore!"
She started to push him away, her cheeks burning.
He came back to his senses and smiled.
He knew that the girl was shy.
Sitting up, he said to her: "What is supposed to come will eventually come, and you can't escape even if you are shy."
"What are you talking about? Are you looking for a fight?"
She made a gesture to pick up the pillow and hit him lightly on the back.
"Hey, it doesn't hurt." He said.
"It doesn't hurt, does it? Sister, I'll kick you to death!" She really stretched out her foot towards him.
He let out a cheerful laugh and jumped out of bed quickly.
He quickly arranged his clothes, and did not forget to say to her on the bed: "Hitting is kissing and scolding, and love is the same. When you love her deeply, you kick her with your feet. Wife, you are so good to me!"
"You're shameless!" she said, making a show of getting out of bed.
"I'm leaving, my wife, have a good rest!"
He chuckled evilly, greased his feet and jumped out of the open back window.
She rolled her eyes.
If there is a door open, he will jump out of the window. What is this person's hobby?
No matter, go to sleep.
I lay on the bed, tossing and turning, and couldn't fall asleep.
Inside the body, it felt like something was about to move.
That bad guy looks dull and honest, pretending to be serious in front of others, but acting like a hooligan behind others!
My sister was so pure and innocent that she couldn't sleep due to his teasing.
Ahhhh!
Flood, retreat quickly...
…
On such a night, she was not the only one who couldn't sleep.
Yang Huamei and Tan didn't sleep well either.
To avoid the flood, almost all the relatives and friends of Yang Ruoqing's family, except Yang Hualin's family of four, were moved into the large courtyard of Yang Ruoqing's family.
Every guest room, even the warehouse in the backyard, was full of people.
There is a custom in this area.
No matter whether it is a married daughter and son-in-law returning to her parents' home, or a couple visiting relatives and friends' houses to stay overnight.
No two couples can sleep in the same room.
Therefore, Yang Huamei and Wang Shuanzi naturally slept in separate rooms.
Wang Shuanzi, Wang Hongquan, and Lao Yangtou lived in the same house.
Yang Huamei slept with Tan.
"Meier, how are you? Are you feeling better?"
Tan was blind and could not see what was going on. All she could hear in her ears was Yang Huamei's vomiting sound.
The old lady was holding a bowl filled with hot tea in her hand, and she was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.
"Mom, I still feel so uncomfortable. I just vomited out the tea I just drank..."
Yang Huamei covered the room with a pale face.
"What's going on? Could it be that eating at night has ruined your stomach?" Ms. Tan asked again.
Because before, Yang Huamei had always been fine.
This is a disease that comes with a stick!
"Meier, please bear with me for a while. Mom, go call your father and the others over!"
Tan groped towards the door of the house to pat the door of Lao Yangtou's house next door.
Lao Yangtou and Wang Shuanzi woke up soon. When everyone came to Tan's house, they were all frightened when they saw Yang Huamei's vomit on the ground.
"You have to find a doctor quickly!" Old Yang said.
Wang Hongquan said: "Uncle Fu lives in the Tutu Temple area. We don't even know how to row a boat. We still have to wake up the third child."
"Dad, father-in-law, I'll go to the backyard and call Third Brother."
Wang Shuanzi quickly walked out of the house.
"Shuanzi, the road is slippery, please be careful when walking."
Wang Hongquan warned from behind.
"It's okay, dad, please take care of Mei'er first."
Wang Shuanzi plunged into the night.
The night was dark, cloudy, and moonless.
The bluestone floor was a little damp, and my feet were slippery when I stepped on it.
Wang Shuanzi did not light up the lantern, but simply followed his feeling and walked towards the backyard.
He walked so fast and hurriedly that when he reached the backyard, he fell to the ground with a thud before he could gain a firm footing.
"Which one?"
The door to the west room opposite opened, and Yang Ruoqing was the first to rush out.
He also carried a lantern in his hand.
"Ah, Uncle Shuanzi?"
She exclaimed, quickly put the lantern in her hand on the bench in the corridor, and hurried over here.
The noise here also alerted Yang Huazhong and Sun's Bao Suyun in the opposite room.
Everyone came out and saw Yang Ruoqing helping Wang Shuanzi up from the ground.
